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The Almighty Rich Daughter is Explosively Cool!

For more than a decade, she disguised herself as a weakling while preyed on the strong – Qiao Qing had never viewed reputation as an important matter. But people began to take advantage and purposely hurt the ones she cared about. Qiao Qing then decided to stop hiding her real self. An incapable good-for-nothing? Her natural genius IQ can explode your eyeballs! A lowly commoner? Her real identity made her someone who you are not worthy enough to be friends with! A feeble chick? Her skills in ancient martial art can result in you looking for your teeth all over the ground! A godly student, a godly Go player, a godly night rider, a godly martial artist… as her real identity revealed little by little, all those snobs who once viewed her poorly began to switch sides and attempted to please her. Qiao Qing shut the front door. No guests welcomed. She blocked those who wanted her for their own selfish demands, but she couldn’t stop this one evildoer from approaching her. Just like that, climbing over the walls and entering through the window became Jun Yexuan’s specialty. As the President of the Jun Corporation, he had enough to protect Qiao Qing her entire life. But what bothered him was that Qiao Qing was far too independent and far too capable. Without any of his help, she was able to successfully handle everything. Jun Yexuan became moody – he felt like he wasn’t needed! So, on a random day, a cry for help appeared on Weibo, “What do I do when the wife is too capable? Waiting for immediate responses – it’s urgent.”

Tong Nieer · Fantasy
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1017 Chs

That Bastard Dared to Scare Her!

Translator: CokeZero Editor: Rainystars

Ever since she met that b*tch, her previously smooth sailing life had turned upside down.

Every single time something bad happened to her, it was related to that b!tch. 

Before, when she was famous, she'd walk around in public without a mask. Now, she had to wear one in fear that someone would recognize her. 

On stage, Qiao Qing's cold gaze fixated on her feet. She didn't at all care about the attention she was getting and the whispers about her.

Chen Nanfeng held onto her shoulders and pushed her to the center of the sage, "Qingqing, hey, our visual representative. Why are you standing on the side? You and Ji Chen are in the middle!"

Then, she pulled on her own hair, "Where's our class representative?!"

Others heard this and scanned around. They searched all over but couldn't find Ji Chen.

An employee came up to them, "Are you ready for music?"

"Wait." Chen Nanfeng said, "We are missing someone."